Earlier today, we wrote about the Papa John's employee who wrote "lady chinky eyes" on an Asian-American customer's receipt and asked readers to share their weird-receipt and fast-food racism tales. We got a bunch—including a third, trend-completing incident of anti-Asian fast-food racism, a waiter using receipts as a pick-up tactic, and more trouble with Papa John's servers.

Here we have it: the receipt that completes our Asian racism fast food receipt trend. (Assuming Panera counts as fast food.) Our tipster says he can't remember where he found it, so if anyone knows more about where this is from, let me know
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Possibly even better than the completion of the trend, however, is this receipt, which was given to a friend of a tipster at an unnamed restaurant. "I don't know if it says that on every receipt," our tipster writes. "I can't decide if it's creepier just once or all the time!"
Another tipster was once called "retardo" by a Papa John's employee. She forwarded us her complaint letter:

At approximately 12:30 AM ET, after attending a concert, I walked into the restaurant. I was helped immediately by the man behind the counter. I placed an order for a medium one-topping pepperoni pizza. There is a carry-out special that offers that pie for $7. I asked how long it would take to prepare and the man told me 10 minutes. I told him I would come back then to pick it up.

Being that I live on the same block as the restaurant, I walked home to drop my bags off and do some things around my apartment. About 10 to 12 minutes later I walked back in and saw the same man behind the counter putting what looked like a medium pepperoni pizza into a box. When he saw me at the counter, he said rather sternly, "Yours isn't ready yet." I said, "Ok." At this point I was planning on waiting a couple of minutes-no big deal.

Then the man walked to another area behind the counter and began stretching and rolling out raw pizza dough. I asked, "That's not my pizza is it?" He walked over to the counter and condescendingly said, "Yes it is. Can't you see I'm working here all alone?" I then said, "Yes, I can. But why did you quote me ten minutes, if you knew it wouldn't be ready?"

He said, and I quote, "Listen retardo, I already told you I'm very busy and I'm here alone. What do you want me to do?" I said, "Excuse me? What did you call me?" And he said, "Why don't you just take your money back?"

At this point there are two other gentlemen seated near the counter. I assume they were waiting on pizzas of their own. I looked over at them and both of them had amazed looks on their faces. They'd heard the entire conversation. Needless to say this was very embarrassing.

I told the man behind the counter that I would indeed like my money back. I also asked for his name for the purposes of this letter. He said, "You don't need to worry about my name." He gave me my money back and I asked for a receipt, which he gave me after rolling his eyes. I once again asked for his name and he said it was on the receipt. But upon inspection the only name that was listed was "h."

The bill was a shocker, and not because of the amount. After eating at a Jersey shore restaurant, Elliott Stein and his girlfriend were handed a bill that said "Jew Couple" near the bottom, as a table identifier used by the waitstaff. The slur also turned up on Stein's credit card statement weeks later.

The restaurant, Parkhills Waterfront Grill, has since closed and re-opened under new ownership as Lakehouse Restaurant Bar & Grill.